Beautiful Pea Green Boat ----- Paper House

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Beautiful Pea Green Boat ----- Paper House

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Round and round the pale moon
Swooped the crimson birds
Dancing down the lane
Came two sword-swallowers
Floating through the rice fields
With gold dust on their hands
Came a dozen soldiers
To the sounds of marching bands

“The truth,” he said, “isn’t here.”
And the birds and the moon disappeared

Across the turquoise rivers
And bays drenched in pearls
Fishermen are waiting
For shipmates on the swell
For diamonds and cocaine
For the perfect hand
For shipments of illicit
Niggers to reach land

“The truth,” he said, “isn’t here.”
And the moths circled round in the flames

The missionary’s leaving
Leaving with a prayer
He’s ready for his last breath
Of this precious air
Now everything’s in paper
Everything will burn
Houses filled with lilies
Forests, fields and ferns

“The truth,” he said, “isn’t here.”
And the harbour lay still in the night

“The truth,” he said, “isn’t here.”
And the shadows kissed our blushing cheeks

“The truth,” he said, “isn’t here.”
And the moths circled round in the flames

BB29

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